It wasn't until Miss Red Wine tugged at the red string clamped between her teeth that Hu Ma realized the Beggar Gang Leader, Ji Tang, hadn't truly escaped.
When she first pulled out the red string, holding one end in her mouth, Hu Ma didn't know its purpose. He thought it was just one of her quirks. After all, the bright red string against her pale face created a strangely beautiful contrast.
It wasn't until she tugged it that Hu Ma realized the string seemed connected to something mysterious.
Hu Ma felt as if he saw Ji Tang pulling on a stretched rubber band. Ji Tang was desperately trying to flee. The more frantically and farther he ran, the more intense the energy the metaphorical rubber band accumulated, until it suddenly released.
SIZZLE!
With a flick of her pinky, the manipulated red string sprang up a mist of blood.
The blood mist burst not only around him and Miss Red Wine but also spread out, as if the breeze from all directions carried a faint metallic scent.
